omg PLEASE write tiny frog adventures
lol, okay, a short round of tiny frog friend. based on this post.
--- He really should have expected this, Jiang Cheng thought as he settled into bed that night. Every human he knew had eventually left him, why shouldn’t he start driving other species away, too? It wasn’t like-
His thoughts cut off with a very audible yelp as something wet smacked into his face, covering his eyes. Cursing vividly, he reached up and grabbed the squirming body and held it away from him as he sat up.
“What the fuck?” he asked it eloquently and it just blinked back at him with its bright polished eyes before ribbiting at him. Frowning, he set it down on the bed covers to see what it would do, then cursed again when it took a flying leap into the neckline of his robe.
“Oh. You... you want to stay?”
Okay, then. He could live with that.
--- “I’ve never seen a frog that color,” Wei Wuxian said as he leaned entirely too close to peer at Jiang Cheng’s new hanger-on. “Where did you get it?”
“I don’t see how it’s any of your business,” Jiang Cheng replied, barely keeping the acid out of his voice.
Of course after all that bullshit about leaving things in the past and going their own way, his idiot shixiong would just drop in a week later with no warning or explanation.
The frog ribbited from its now-customary spot snuggled between his neck and shoulder, and Wei Wuxian cooed at it.
“Aw, aren’t you just the- ow!”
Jiang Cheng had to bite his tongue to keep from snorting as the other man reeled back, the frog dangling from where it had a death grip on his finger with its tiny mouth.
It seemed Dunpai had been a good name choice.
“Your little buddy’s a little monster,” Wei Wuxian said petulantly as the frog let go and used his hand as a launch board to leap back to Jiang Cheng’s shoulder.
Jiang Cheng did snort at that.
--- Across the table, Nie Huaisang was poorly hiding his laughter with his fan. “It seems to love you very much, Jiang-xiong.”
“Clearly,” he muttered dryly, peeling the frog from his face for the third time in as many minutes. “Or perhaps it is merely bored.”
“Well, we can fix that. Here, see if it will like this,” Nie Huaisang said, offering a small bowl of tea leaves and fruit.
Except it didn’t, happily burrowing itself into the bowl and even letting Nie Huaisang pet its head with a fingertip.
Jiang Cheng wasn’t sure what to think about that.